Your Devotion - Slashers x Reader [Book Two]

[Chapter 18: Agitated Argument]

Though when the stalker slipped back through the front door and entered the living room, all he did was shake his head.

"What do you mean she's not fucking there?" Freddy questioned in frustration, holding his knifed hand out and glaring at Michael threateningly.

"I'm assuming he meant exactly what he said, Krueger." Hannibal chimed in with a condescending attitude, releasing a weary sigh as he placed his hand against his forehead. "In fact, this doesn't actually seem all that surprising."

"W-What are you t-talking about...?" Norman asked anxiously, holding his arms together while he looked at the others with nothing but a troubled expression.

"Think about it." The intelligent psychiatrist cleverly pointed out, "Before (Y/n) supposedly disappeared from her bedroom, she was seeing incredibly strange things. From becoming covered in semi-realistic blood, all the way down to speaking to that very dangerous clown by the sewers. And I don't know if you've noticed this, but her behaviour's gotten slightly more unstable lately, don't you think?"

"(Y-Y/n) HAS been a little on-edge r-recently..." Norman trailed off uncertainly, biting his lip as he suddenly grew alarmed. "W-Wait, what if...W-What if IT took her w-whilst we weren't p-paying attention-!?"

"It IS a possibility." Hannibal thought aloud seriously, Norman's previous words forcing Freddy to completely lose his temper.

"Excuse me?" He furiously snapped at him, the demonic male's left hand curling around Norman's throat and slamming the other slasher against the wall forcefully. "And just why has she been "more on-edge" recently!?"

Acting fast, Michael shoved Freddy away from Norman and flung him straight into the living room table; not caring in the slightest over either of their frustrations. "Michael, Krueger, Norman, all of you please calm down. This aggravation isn't getting us anywhere." Hannibal reprimanded in a serious voice, ignoring the random act of violence and instead deciding to give this particular problem some more thought.

"H-How can I possibly stay calm w-when (Y/n)'s gone missing, Freddy's just s-slammed me against the wall, a-and IT's on the f-freaking loose-!?" Norman cried aloud hatefully, glaring daggers at Freddy before complaining almost immediately.

"ᗷOTᕼ Oᖴ YOᑌ ᔕᕼᑌT ᑌᑭ. ᗯE ᑎEEᗪ TO ᖴOᑕᑌᔕ Oᑎ (Y/ᑎ) ᖇIGᕼT ᑎOᗯ. ᑎOT Eᗩᑕᕼ OTᕼEᖇ." [A/N: "BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP. WE NEED TO FOCUS ON (Y/N) RIGHT NOW. NOT EACH OTHER."] Michael fiercely scribbled on his well-used notepad; holding it up so everyone could see.

"Myers is right. I think the best thing to do at the moment is to find out (Y/n)'s current location." Hannibal spoke finally, "After all, once we discover her present whereabouts - we can figure out what's going on and why she would suddenly disappear in the middle of the night."

"Oh yeah? And just HOW are we supposed to do that, huh?" Freddy lashed out, climbing to his feet and gritting his teeth with the utmost of hate.